"Waa, why did you stop treating people? Don’t you know how many people are waiting for you?"
"Waa, my sister you couldn’t save, that’s enough, how many more lives will you delay?"
"Waa, if you weren’t always disappearing mysteriously, no one would know you, would anyone dare to impersonate you?"
"Waa, did you know, the people here almost got deceived by that fake dicine seller."
"Waa, it’s all your fault, all your fault."
"..."
"..."
An’an scread in anguish, making Xue Zhiyi’s heart sting fiercely.
Why didn’t he want to practice dicine anymore? Because he resented himself, having all these dical skills yet unable to save the one he loved.
How could he still call himself the Divine Doctor Xue?
He hid his identity, took the Empress Dowager’s reward, went to the mountains to beco an outlaw, changing his face outside, just wanting the person of Divine Doctor Xue to disappear forever.
He didn’t expect to give scamrs an opportunity.
"Waa, my sister often praised you in front of , saying how amazing you were, and told about lots of herbs."
"Whenever she ntioned your dical skills, her eyes would light up, and now you’re not practicing anymore, how disappointed my sister would be."
"Waa, my dad forgave you, our whole family forgave you."
"You don’t need to bla yourself anymore."
"..."
"..."
An’an’s words struck Xue Zhiyi’s heart, was he hurting An Ping’s feelings, was he wrong to do this?
Was he wrong?
If An Ping knew he was no longer practicing dicine, she would probably be disappointed in him.
If An Ping knew he hid his identity, pretended, and even flirted with other won, she would probably hate him.
He admitted, it was because that girl’s eyes resembled An Ping’s that he wanted to get close.
But he only said it, he never ant anything, because all these years, only An Ping entered his heart, no one else.
Listening to An’an’s reproach, it was as if he suddenly realized, he was so wrong, "An’an, stop crying, I was wrong, I’ll listen to you, I’ll practice dicine from now on."
Hearing this, An’an stopped crying, she looked up, tears in her eyes, looking at Xue Zhiyi with a skeptical expression, "Really?"
"Really, really, I promise, you have to believe ." Xue Zhiyi quickly nodded, afraid that An’an wouldn’t believe him.
An’an blinked her eyes, still showing disbelief, "Then swear it."
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi, as if coaxing a child, quickly raised his hand, making a swearing gesture, "I swear, I will not hide my identity anymore, I will practice dicine well."
After saying this, he put his hand down, looked at the crowd, and said, "An’an, stop crying, look at so many people here, let’s find a place."
"Okay." With Xue Zhiyi’s promise, An’an nodded in agreent.
She stopped crying, a smile appeared on her face, she finally didn’t co out in vain, helped her sister, and found Xue Zhiyi, Little Liufu is saved.
Seeing An’an like this, Xue Zhiyi was finally relieved, it was really not easy, An’an’s identity was special, as she was An Ping’s sister, he really didn’t know what to do.
He wanted to take An’an away from here, find a place to settle down, but then he heard the sound of crying again.
The sound wasn’t from An’an, he quickly turned to look.
He was stunned, what was that girl crying about? Could it be related to him again?
One little girl already made him sweat, two crying was too much to handle.
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